After talking about the main business, Ma Anyi asked Boss Wang to go to the restaurant next door to call four tables of banquets.

A group of the richest young men in Vietnam were eating, drinking and listening to operas. If Li Weimin hadn't forced him to take off his makeup and accompany him to drink, he did not have any respect for the artist, and made the theater mess, fully reflecting the comprador capitalist's decay of being a rich and rich life.

My brother-in-law made a phone call at some point. Everyone walked out of the theater after eating and drinking. He suddenly found that there was an extra white car on the side of the road, a girl with long hair and dressed in a dress, sitting in the car looking shyly.

"The moon rises to the top of the treetops, and after dusk, it's still early, so don't you be so anxious, right?"

Wu Changming made a face at the future young lady of the Li family, and a group of guys who were afraid of the world would not be in chaos suddenly burst into laughter. Mr. Xu, known for his romanticism, even gave him a sympathetic look, which made Li Weimin very embarrassed.

This marriage is related to the reputation of the Chaozhou Gang, and it can only be broken. Ma Anyi punched Wu Changming without hesitation and urged impatiently: "The beauty of a gentleman is a man, don't make a fool of himself here. If he has dispersed, he will go home to find money."

It is important to watch jokes, but it is even more important to make money.

Thinking of the unlimited prospect of "collusion between officials and businessmen", they made various grimaces and beasts scattered, which made Wu Lijun blush with shame.

When a woman grows up, she turns into a little swan!

A pair of big dark and clear eyes, soft and full red lips, and a delicate little Yao nose grows beautifully on the beautiful, pure, quiet and elegant face. Her long black and shiny hair droops her shoulders softly, and the eyes are reflected in the sun, as if the sun is leaping inside, the curly eyelashes tremble playfully, and the tender pink lips are slightly raised upwards, pure, beautiful, playful and cute.

What a beautiful girl, Li Weimin suddenly became obsessed with her.

It was dumb and stupid. The wound on the left cheek was not healed. It was covered in black and blue, looking a little funny and heartbreaking. Wu Lijun mustered up the courage to look at him, with a little aggrieved, a little heartache, a little expectation, a little sweetness, and two lines of crystal clear tears were shed without realizing it.

As the saying goes, a woman who is older is not always there.

I don’t know how many times I have been ruthless at home, so I want to give this "unfaithful man" a little color. When I really met, I looked like a well-behaved young wife, without saying a word.

Wu Jingchen sighed inwardly and said sideways: "For the people, I will go back first and take good care of Lijun."

"oh."

No one wanted to see all this more than Liu Jiachang. He also found an excuse and disappeared without a trace with his briefcase.

When he said he would leave, the driver was stunned and scratched the back of his head and smiled: "Son-in-law, there is a cafe opposite, why don't you and the lady go to the cafe and sit there."

The marriage I decided to have been with her more than ten years ago was a sure thing in my life, and I just wanted to marry her.

Li Weimin was not interested in drinking any coffee, so he simply opened the car door, smelled the sweet fragrance emitted from her body, and said slowly: "Come down and have a sugar water shop in front of me. Qingqing took me there, and it tastes good."

"Um."

Wu Lijun had fantasized about meeting countless times, and never thought that he would invite her to drink sugar water. No matter what he drank, he could only be with him. He responded with a mosquito-like voice, and couldn't help but hold the lace umbrella tightly and follow him along Confucius Street.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and quickly got into the car and started the engine and followed slowly, for fear of disturbing the son-in-law and the couple having sex, so he deliberately distanced him.

Being able to marry such a beautiful girl is a blessing that I have cultivated in eight lifetimes.

It is normal for a girl to get married at the age of seventeen or eighteen. From the moment she met, some concerns about age have long been thrown out of the sky.

Li Weimin felt happy and made up his mind to have a relationship arranged by others. He couldn't help but hold her soft and delicate little hand and said sincerely: "Lijun, I'm sorry, I've disappointed you over the past few years. Forgive me and give me a chance."

After holding hands for just a few minutes after meeting, Wu Lijun's heart was pounding. She subconsciously wanted to break free, but she was tightly pulled and couldn't break free.

"You...you...you hurt me."

Li Weimin's old face turned red and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm a little... a little excited and nervous."

After all, I want to marry him, just let it go, but it’s too embarrassing in public. Wu Lijun drooped her head and didn’t dare to look around. After hesitating for a while, hesitated and said softly: “No…no…relationship, I…I…I’m a little nervous too.”

Although I was not very successful in my previous life, I had been in love several times, but I had never talked about the age gap. He looked down at the beautiful face and suddenly smiled: "Don't be nervous, just hold hands. When I was a child, I not only hugged, but also kissed me. At that time, you weighed only a few pounds, and you would cry and pee all over me."

When it comes to childhood, the relationship suddenly gets closer, but this topic is too embarrassing.

"No, even if you cry, you won't hug you." Wu Lijun was angry and funny, and couldn't help but mutter again: "I knew I was bullying me, and I have been bullying since I was a child."

There was a bookstore in front of me. The bookstore owner liked to raise flowers. When he saw a few pots of flowers placed at the door of the store, Li Weimin's eyes lit up. He looked around in an extremely exaggerated manner. He sneaked over and picked another one, then pulled her away and ran away until he ran to an alley before delivering flowers. He said seriously: "I won't know anymore, I swear."

It was so exciting to steal flowers in broad daylight. Wu Lijun, who had been following the rules, smiled so hard that her branches were trembling.

"Thanks."

She put the newly folded flower on her nose and took a deep breath. An intoxicating expression appeared on her face, which made her feel even more thrilling beauty. The flower seemed to be even brighter in front of her beautiful face.

This is not a love in the general sense. Thinking of wearing a wedding dress next year, Wu Lijun gradually became bolder and snuggled beside him like a bird lying on others. He smelled the fragrance of flowers and asked, "For the people, you don't want to see me, are you afraid that others will laugh at me?"

"You said that when I was in school, I was the only one who got married. Especially Wu Changming, that little brat, actually gave me the nickname of the groom, and called me from elementary school to junior high school."

Wu Lijun empathized with her because she had also been teased. After thinking about it, she asked again: "Later, why didn't she write me a letter after going to the United States?"

Li Weimin really didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say perfunctorily: "It was an excuse to say that the pressure on learning was too high, but the pressure was indeed quite high at that time."

The little girl pouted and muttered, "You don't have me in your heart, and you can't remember it at all."

Li Weimin's face turned up, stared at her watery eyes, and said with a striking remark: "How is that possible? You are my fiancée, the day after birth. Have you ever found that this is good, distance creates beauty? I just now didn't mention how excited and nervous I was. If I had been together every day for more than ten years, then I wouldn't be a brother or sister, could I have such passion?"

It makes sense to think about it, at least it feels more fresh than that.

He was more considerate, funny, and understanding than he thought. Wu Lijun was throbbing and couldn't help but tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek. At the same time, he was shy about this bold move, and hurriedly ran away with red face. Li Weimin stroked his face and smiled, grabbed her umbrella and chased him.

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